MC Ren - Bang Wit Me lyrics

rate me

Point blank range in your face

You're curvin' slow, that's the pose you wanna pass

Nigga that's your ass, in this fast life to live

Shit happens quick

Plus, a nigga like you, was on the John Doe list

Of niggaz to get hit, never liked you anyway

So I chose to do the shit, and make my get away

The job is done, I hit my nigga Ren phone up like "Come on my Nigga"

That's the word nigga's called

Fuck him, make his burial plans

Let us get back on track and stick to our plans

(Sho) don't slap, and (B) for start

Go for that nigga heart, that's the weakest of the sparts

Niggaz don't recognize and show respect

Like N.W.A, you niggaz get chin checked

Ugh, lived your life of the lose script

Wanna be Korny Soprano with no fuckin' ammo

When I step in the room it's crackin' peanuts

Niggaz bang with me, nigga throw your hood up

Bitch bang with me, cause she don't give a fuck

Gettin' money til our mothafuckin' time is up

I'm in the ghetto, makin' a livin'

Mamma never said you'll get rich off chickens

But the game is fucked, there's no more riches

So I shook into the Chronic, smoke by the bitches

Some, nigga serves nothin' but ounces

Keep me tight, and my 64 bouncin'

Keep me high like white boys climbin' mountains

But stay on alert, and watch my surroundings

Cause nigga is, all about that greed

It's like a disease in every family tree

Fuckin' with mine, you bitch niggaz gon' bleed

I'm like the stop sign

I only spit, that gangbang shit

That ghetto shit, so handcuff your bitch

I don't want that trick, keep her choose her shoes

Dirty ends, scuffed up on pussy on news

When I step in the room it's crackin' peanuts

Niggaz bang with me, nigga throw your hood up

Bitch bang with me, cause she don't give a fuck

Gettin' money til our mothafuckin' time is up

We keep it bangin' like crawls and start dodgin' you, faggots

Niggaz sleep with the maggots when I attacked them "yeah"

Then jack it with a full medal, latch it like stiletto

Time is fertile, but the mothafuckers won't let me go

Never, ever, I'm a smooth criminal, ride with two criminals

Guns with two serials, numbers erased

Face off like Nate paid

Put them barnacles to play, put them little things away

Fool stay off the big toys, fuckin' with big boys

Bringin' that big noise, bangin' that shit, boy

Cause this is the shit that'll scatter your shit

Or spatter your shit, a faith won't matter and shit

You matter this shit, ain't no way John Doe spit

When crime done lit, mothafuckers repent

Kingpin, ass dragons, sparkin' the street

Chip Dirty in this mothafucker spittin' this heat...

When I step in the room it's crackin' peanuts

Niggaz bang with me, nigga throw your hood up

Bitch bang with me, cause she don't give a fuck

Gettin' money til our mothafuckin' time is up

Get money, get money, get money

Get money, get money, get money